𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 || Kim Taehyung Fanfiction [✔]

||》Chapter 2《||

Jinhae's POV

'Well, great. What the heck is he doing here?!'

"The heck do you want, pabo?" I spat, hatred easily detected from my voice. "Oh! I'm hurt, maknae help me!" He dramatically stated before reaching out to his trusty fellow boy scout, Jeon Jungkook.

I rolled my eyes at his petty antics. "Look, if you're just gonna be a d(ish) and waste my time, save it. I'm going to class." I pushed him out of the way and power-walked to my first morning class: Science. I can hear fast footsteps behind me, so I started to sprint to my classroom, but he got in the way. I quickly averted my eyes away from him.

I tried going around him, but failed to do so.

"Did you just disrespect a BTS member?" He stated in a dangerously low tone. Jungkook was just chilling behind him. The people around us started forming a circle. "So what if I did?" I replied. "This woman is testing me." I heard him mumble. He pushed me to the wall. The crowd gasped and some started chattering. I hit my back rather hardly, so I hissed in pain.

"You should never disrespect a Bangtan." He grabbed the collar of my shirt and raised his right fist. I glared at him and tried not to attack him then and there. "Understood, wretch?!" He growled at my face. I clicked my tongue. "Tch. Who the hell are you to order me such stupid things? Did you already forget what I'm capable of doing to you?" Jungkook's eyes widened. I knew it was a wrong thing to say, but why not say it?

Because it's wrong? Yeah, sure.

"You damned bi-" "Taehyung!" A demanding voice suddenly shouted, saving me from my fate. Taehyung stopped his fist mid-air and looked behind him.

There standing was Seokjin and Hoseok. Hoseok was the one who shouted. "Taehyung-ssi, let's go." Seokjin held his shoulders, but he violently shook his shoulders and was about to punch me again, but Seokjin held his fists in place. "Taehyung, Namjoon wants to talk to you." "Let me finish my business here!" He aggressively shouted, but Hoseok pulled him away from me. "Taehyung, what if Yoongi found out about you torturing his sister like that? He'll kill you!" Hoseok mentioned, then the angry little Taetae finally calmed down. He cracked his knuckles and went in front of me again. "Just you wait, plain girl." He smirked and walked off with Jin and Jungkook. Hoseok sighed in relief. "Hoseok-ah? Kansahamnida." I bowed slightly, thanking him. He showed his angelic smile and nodded.

"Anytime, Jinhae." He patted my head and followed his friends.

I finally exhaled every fright in my body and continued my way to class.

The moment I stepped in my classroom room, annoyance was already bubbling up inside me, again. I almost forgot that Park Jimin was in my Science class.

So there he was, doing what he normally does every school day.

"*giggles* You're so handsome, Jimin-ah!" A girl from another classroom mentioned. Why is she in here?

Then the playboy of the class combed his hair back and winked at his fangirls inside the room. Cue to wild squealing.

I grunted and made my way to my chair, pushing fangirls here and there. Unfortunately, I'm sitting beside him.

A girl with pink hair was sitting on my chair, batting here eyelashes towards her crush. Gross.

"Jimin-ah~" She cooed. I rolled my eyes. Jimin's back was facing her, so she continued trying to get his attention.

"Hey girly." I stated, catching her attention. Her eyes turned dark at the sight of me. "What is it?! Can't you see I'm busy with my Ji-" " Shut up and let me sit." She stood up abruptly, causing Jimin to turn around. "You shut u-" "No. Please kindly go away from my seat and go back to where you came from." I pointed at the trash bin at the back of the class. She growled at me and raised her palm, when Jimin held it.

"She's always cutting my sentence off, Jiminie!" She pouted and stomped her feet like some kid. I rolled my eyes again. "Ah, just let her sit, Hara," Jimin looked at her then at me. "She deserves to be beside me anyways, right Jinhae?" He smirked at me and shooed Hara away. I sat on my seat and put my bag down. There are fangirls still crowding around Jimin. Aish.

"Jimin-oppa! Why do you like that girl so much???" A girl from the crowd questions. I rolled my eyes, again, and got my phone from my skirt pocket. "What do you mean, babe?" He responds, flattering the one who asked the question. "I mean, there are a lot of girls way better than her!" That girl replies, stepping forward, finally revealing her form.

"Hm? Like who?" "Me!" A random female shouted beside me. Aish, voice too loud.

"Heh, you're not." Jimin thoughtlessly answers, hurting the girl beside me. "Can't you see Jinhae's the best?" He stands up from his seat. I then feel his hands massage my shoulders. Tsk, I hate it when he does that. "She's very beautiful, and I don't see anyone better than this girl." He stated then chuckles after.

Okay, what the hell is he doing?

The girls growled and muttered curses because of me.

Fortunately, the school bell rang. I was internally partying because the crowd of Jimin stans finally started decreasing.

Jimin breathily giggles, letting go of my shoulders and going to his seat. I sighed in relief and seconds later, our teacher went in and started his class.

"Good morning, students!"

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